readx; Volume VI Gonan

Chapter 8: The Realm of Immortals

In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the house from the window, Zheng Nan opened his confused eyes and said to himself: "It's strange, why didn't my father send someone to urge me to practice today, yes, he is about to enter the realm of the power immortal, how can he still care about me, said hatefully." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zheng Nan pouted and pouted."

Then he noticed the simple furnishings in the room, he sat up, patted his forehead, and after a long time muttered: "How can I forget that the old man took good care of me, I am no longer me, heh." Ten thousand years have passed! ”

He gently pushed open the small door of the hut and came into the courtyard, and the fresh smell of flowers and plants flew to his face, which was refreshing. A faint mist swirled through the forest, flowing slowly, and the birds were chattering and chirping, jumping up and down the trees, and chirping gently. Zheng Nan closed his eyes and felt this harmonious poetry with his heart.

"It's a pity, the mood is still not good." Zheng Nan opened his eyes helplessly.

"Are you awake?" The voice of the old man with a wooden staff came from behind him.

Although Zheng Nan couldn't understand the old man's words, he also knew that he was greeting himself, so he had no choice but to give a sincere smile in return.

After breakfast, Zheng Nan stood up and pointed to the path leading to the distance, waved goodbye to the old man, before leaving, he bowed deeply to the old man, and then thought of the memory that he couldn't remember, and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the old man with a wooden cane three times, and turned away.

The old man's eyes were deep, and he kept watching Zheng Nan leave.

An hour later, he came to a small town. Because of his ugly appearance and the clothes he wears are the clothes of the current mainland, no one wants to care about him.

At this time, Zheng Nan was happy and worried, happy that his new life was about to begin, and worried that he did not understand the current language on the mainland.

Zheng Nan was surprised to find that in addition to the black-haired and black-eyed people like him, there were also blond-haired and blue-eyed residents in the town, in addition to red-haired and blue-eyed, blue-haired and black-eyed people......

"It seems that too much has changed in the past 10,000 years, and I must enter the WTO as soon as possible before I can be born."

Zheng Nan suddenly felt a chill behind him, and his heart felt a chill, with his intuition, he knew that someone was staring at him.

A half-hundred-hundred-nosed old man shook his head and sighed not far behind him: "Strange, just now I obviously felt that this young man had the breath of that person, how could it not be after careful exploration?" ”

It wasn't until the old road of Niubi walked away that Zheng Nan dared to turn back, he only saw a back, floating like a fairy.

Zheng Nan remembered what his father had said to him: "Zheng Nan, you have to remember that the people in the world who can see through the internal flow of our family's Xuangong are not simple, they are not real martial arts masters, or they are born cultivators, you have to be extra careful!" Do not fall into the way of these men. ”

"He's a monastic! Aren't such people rarely wandering around the world? Zheng Nan deeply knew that this kind of person was terrible, and he could not be an enemy of a martial arts master who had not cultivated to a high level.

My father's words were like yesterday: "...... The golden body traces back to the yuan, the primordial spirit is solidified, and it reaches the point where heaven and earth have the same longevity, and the sun and the moon shine together, this is the ultimate goal of the cultivator, and it is also the realm of the immortals. And the path that our martial artists want to take is to cultivate ourselves against the sky, so as to reach the legendary realm of power immortals, in the eyes of most people, the path taken by martial artists is not as good as that of cultivators, but ...... Unspeakable! ”

His father didn't continue, but Zheng Nan understood that martial artists were not incapable of competing with cultivators, because his father himself was the best example, even those who had achieved cultivation would say a word to his father when they saw him.

Thinking of this, Zheng Nan's eyes rolled, "I don't know if my father finally stepped into the realm of power immortals, if so...... Maybe there's a day to meet. Zheng Nan looked at Nantian for a while.

But when he thought of the tomb of gods and demons in that burial ground, his heart tightened.

"If my father stepped into the realm of power immortals, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape......"

He was gloomy.

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